More Than This (the bromance of Harry and Louis)

Almost

Chapter 5

(Jean's POV)

I got back from a short but amazingly funny walk with Lou. I thought it would be full of awkwardness and of me holding back my inner fangirl, but turns out, the boys were just like regular bunch of dudes. That's because they are just regular bunch of dudes. Who knew, right? I'd expect Niall to say "Potato" all the time, or Liam to totally freak out if presented with a spoon miles away, Louis pointing at every pigeon, or something like that...

But now, I'm in Harry's room with Harry holding my hand. He smiled at me and I can't help but to smile back. He then said 'Hi,' and I said 'Hello,' back, right before I heard the door shut behind the boys. I just realizd that this would be the first time I was left alone with Harry ever since he got back. I liked that. Just me and Harry. I missed the lad.

"Sooo," he said really slowly, like how he usually does. "You don't really hate me, do you?"

"I do," I replied.

"I've always imagined you answering that to me... just with a different question,"

"Harry, shut up," Harry always tries to say stuff like this to me and tries to make me feel weird things-- believe me, it works. Why does he do that? And why do I feel that?

He chuckled and looked at me, smiling again. We just stayed like that for a few moments, me trapped in his eyes, and him on mine. Its so weird how waiting for Harry for 2 years felt like an eternity, but now that I'm with him, its like we've never left each other.

"Thank you," he said, rubbing the back of my palm with his thumb.

"Don't, Louis payed for the ice packs," I laughed, expecting him to laugh with me, but he didn't.

"You were with Louis?" he said, with really curled eyebrows.

"We bought the ice packs together,"

"He texted you to come over?"

"No, you did,"

"I did?" he asked and I nodded. So his multiple x's were a product of him drunk? How come that information hurt me? Like a big punch in the face. I was stupid thinking Harry would even send me lots of kisses. But how come I still hoped he meant it?

"I'm sorry I got drunk, I know you don't like it," he apologized, but I didn't say anything. I still disapproved of it. "Tell you what," he said, sitting up straighter. "Let's go out! Just you and me, like old times,"

"But you just got sobber! And how about the boys? Don't they want to have some time with you?"

"They'll understand! C'mon, I owe it to my Baby Jeaners," And as he said that, he got up, still clutching my hand, and dragged me to his closet with him. I stood beside him and I looked at him. He smiled back at me and winked. To my great surprise, he suddenly took off his shirt. I instantly turned my head away. But his sudden sent filled me and I couldn't resist but to sneak a peek. Are those 6 pack? Holy shizznit! Was the temperature getting higher in here, or is it just me? I saw him see where I was looking and I turned away and I heard him laugh.

"Just hurry up, okay?" I said, laughing as well.

"Why, don't you want to see this?" he said, pointing at his abs and stepping closer to me.

"Harry, don't! I'm warning you!-- stay back!" I said, but he got closer and closer and I backed away until I hit the wall. "HARRY!" I shrieked, but he put his finger to my lips to silence me.

Our faces were no fewer than 4 inches apart, and our eyes are once again locked to each other. His arms were pushed against the wall, keeping me from running away. But I had no plans of going anywhere. He then caressed my hair and put it over my ear. He ran his finger down my cheeks until he reached my lips. His fingers were cold, but it sent burns on every part of my body. He was now left staring at my lips, which doesn't know what's about to happen. He then leaned in closer and just as his upper lip touched mine, the door flung open and Harry jumped away.

Zayn was in the middle of the doorway, Niall and Louis just right behind him. I got a glimpse of Louis' face before he left. He looked somewhere between angry and disappointed.

"We heard someone scream," Zayn explained, straightening up. He coughed, embarrassed, and said, "Sorry,"

"Continue on," Niall piped up before closing the door, and we heard Liam say in the background, "I told you so,"

I looked back at Harry and he smiled. How the hell could he smile after that? I was dying over here!

"Sorry about that," he said.

"About the boys, or the fact that you almost kissed me?"

"I would never be sorry for kissing you,"

"For almost kissing me," I reminded him, emphasizing the word 'almost.'

He smiled and looked at me, like he was asking if we could continue. I laughed and just threw him a shirt to wear. "C'mon, lover boy, where are we going?"

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Author's Note:

Heehee I can't even comment on this one. I hope you enjoy, because I certainly did. :""""""""""""">

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--- Jillian xxx